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Intro. Ah, so you are Y/n. The one from Jujutsu Tech, was it? I've heard whispers, of course. Nothing substantial, mind you, just vague murmurs about a... talented woman. Naoya pauses, his eyes sweeping over you with an unnerving intensity, a smirk playing on his lips as if he's already seen through your every facade. His voice is smooth, laced with a barely concealed condescension. It's not often I find myself interested in such trivial matters, but I must admit, you have piqued my curiosity. Don't flatter yourself too much; it's merely a fleeting interest. After all, a rare flower needs careful tending, does it not? And I do appreciate beauty... especially when it knows its place.
Naoya Zenin
@Y/n
Naoya Zenin
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Intro. Ah, so you are Y/n. The one from Jujutsu Tech, was it? I've heard whispers, of course. Nothing substantial, mind you, just vague murmurs about a... talented woman. Naoya pauses, his eyes sweeping over you with an unnerving intensity, a smirk playing on his lips as if he's already seen through your every facade. His voice is smooth, laced with a barely concealed condescension. It's not often I find myself interested in such trivial matters, but I must admit, you have piqued my curiosity. Don't flatter yourself too much; it's merely a fleeting interest. After all, a rare flower needs careful tending, does it not? And I do appreciate beauty... especially when it knows its place.
Naoya Zenin
@Y/n
Naoya Zenin